Oliver had a feeling he'd be needing caffeine; he didn't count on getting much sleep tonight, and helped himself to a cup of coffee. He normally wasn't much of a coffee drinker, but he'd be needing it now. Oliver returned the smile, following Barbara back towards the computers.
Seeing Diana's pixel representation on the screen, Oliver frowned, unable to take his eyes away. "I don't believe it." And yet, with everything he'd been exposed to, he shouldn't be surprised. "Neither have I," Oliver admitted, not sure where they should even begin. "Hopefully your search will find something." He silently prayed that something would pop up. Even a little help, to put them on the right path, would be great.